Sunday, August 31, 2008
sorry for the long hiatus.. i believe you all know why i didn't write these pass few days.. i don't want to talk about it but if i have a lot of people requesting to know about it,
i'll write, i surely will..
btw, i was actually writing to tell you my experience at the
istana last night.. me, in the
istana.. unbelievable right??
btw, my main reason for going there was to be a waiter, instead i became
mr.
zul's shadow aka his lapdog.. shadow or lapdog or whatever you call it, i bloody hell enjoyed it.. all i had to do was run around and pass the section heads the instructions i received from
mr.
zul and keep track of time for him (because he forgot to wear his watch).. unfortunately, nothing would be perfect without its slip-ups, meaning that some
noob bugger spilled white wine on a guest's shirt, AS I WAS WALKING PAST HIM (
mr.
zul was right in front of me as it happened)!!
mr.
zul then told me to take care of the matter.. i immediately signalled the culprit to exit the marquee as i attended to the guest.. after finally being able to appease the angered guest, i marched out to have a 'small talk' with him.. the moment i got there, i screwed him up (in a not so harsh way) outside and switched him with another trainee waiter.. i only had to serve to tables which had no waiters or those which the customers called on to me.. the only time which i had to non-stop serve several tables was during the dessert course.. it was horrendous.. there was absolutely no order, and the trainees obviously need more training (even
mr.
zul agrees with that).. how the hell do you serve food, irregardless of what course, using a dessert tray??
haiz.. this was one of the common mistakes i saw.. if i were to list all their mistakes,
i'd never finish this post..
btw,
i'm freaking tired now so , ciao..
Sunday, August 24, 2008
damn.. hilton's n.u.s function was a great success.. at least, on my part that is.. i can't say the same for farah's dad though (mr. zul was quite pissed off with telistar's participant's turnout; actual plan = 15, actual member on day = 5).. wtf right?? people backing out at the eleventh hour (i literally mean it) and acting as if they have done absolutely nothing wrong.. i really pity farah and her dad as they have to put up with these people's nonsense.. haizz, enough about them, now its my turn.. fyi, i was amazing (even if i say so myself).. i managed 3, i repeat, 3 TABLES with the aid of rajmandu (a permanent hilton staff; he was a great help).. i didn't spill/ drop/ clutter up/ 'make a boo-boo' or whatever possible accident during and after the event.. unfortunately, no story is complete without its unfortunate turn of events.. at 2330 last night, my mum, my dad and my sister appeared in front of the grand ballroom entrance!!! they were ' interested in what i was doing', in other words, they did not trust me on my word that i was at hilton 'til late, especially since it was a saturday night.. unluckily for them i volunteered to do 'ot', meaning they had to wait for me 'til 0230 this morning.. and as unfortunate it was for them, it was also a pain for me to be riding in my mum's car as she nagged and nagged and nagged and nagged and nagged and nagged, from the moment i stepped into the car, until the moment we reached our parking lot.. sorry you know farah but i think i made my mum so mad that she would even be willing to pull me back from the actual f1 event.. i'll see what i can do, but forgive me if i really can't.. now i'm apologizing in advance so that if anything really happens, you'll be prepared.. haiz.. i think after last night's hard work, its time for me to recharge my battery.. so, adios people..
Friday, August 22, 2008
kaninaya.. cibai sia my fucking aunties.. how would you feel if your uncle has stage 4 cancer and that he is obviously going to die and all his younger sisters and nieces say that its high time he 'left'?? AND THEY EVEN SAID THIS IN HIS PRESENCE!!! wtf rite.. i know that he may be on morphin and he's not himself but surely he can hear what they were saying.. i was so damn pissed off, i punched one of the hospital walls.. and my hand bled again.. i know its stupid but i could not contain the anger i was feeling.. imagine if they themselves were in his position.. i'm sure he would never allow anyone to harm them, but now?? they dare call him brother but how are they treating him?? even animals do not abandon their old and weak, instead they attempt to attend to their needs.. and my aunties are supposed to be humans.. adults some more.. in my eyes they are worse when compared to even the worst kind of animal.. enough about these bitches.. if you were there or if you have seen him before, you would surely know that he treasures his hair.. now look at him.. i'm not trying to be rude or anything, but now he looks like voldemort(i have not learned to upload pics yet but when i do, you'll have cahnce to see how he looked before and after his 'treatment').. haizz.. that's all i got time for now, but i'll be sure to keep you updated on his proceedings.. ciao..
Thursday, August 21, 2008
what the fuck sia.. i just found out my uncle is dying and i can't leave the motherfucking house because my brother is sleeping.. cibai sia.. lame sia.. what can i do?? to tell you the truth, i'm scared.. haiz.. all i can do now is pray.. i hope all you people out there reading this would join me in praying for my uncle.. he may just be my uncle but i respect him and the things he did for my grandmother while she was alive and well.. please god i hope you give him a painless death even if you want to take him from me before i even have the chance of seeing him for the last time.. please god this is all i ask of you, if you can't abolish his sins, then i seek that you lay the burden upon my young shoulders instead of his withered form.. please god, help this poor man leave this world peacefully.. amen..
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
( me at hilton lift lobby )
farah.. farah.. what was so hard about carrying the tray?? i could even do the chicken dance while i was carrying it, WITHOUT dropping anything.. am i good or what? this entry might be a little outdated as all this happened on sunday but i just read farah's blog and yeah i decided to write about it.. hahaha.. but on the overall it was QUITE interesting to learn 'waitering' at hilton hotel.. oh yeah.. by the way, all of you who are readin this are also invited to the formula 1 waiter training at hilton hotel, yeah?? if they ask who recommended you to attend the training, don't be shy, just say my name.. oh and please remember to wear smart casual yeah?? meaning, no, i repeat, NO slippers (hahaha.. sorry mooze).. kk people, i've got things to do and places to go to.. hmm, 'til next time yar..
( entrance for hotel personel )
Monday, August 18, 2008
sigh.. the exams are coming and here i am blogging instead of studying.. haiz.. like they say, 'the show must go on'.. i'm just reminding you that the only good thing about exams are that they are always , ALWAYS followed by holidays.. but unfortunately for me, this year's hols fall in place with th islamic fasting month.. sigh.. (at least i can ask you out to the movies.. hehehe..) ok, i think its high time i went to the books.. so ciao yar..
Saturday, August 16, 2008
fooh.. i think i just died and went to heaven when i saw her yesterday (if you were with me yesterday, you'd know who i was talking about).. this is for those of you who did actually see her yesterday, do comment on her ya?? alrighty then that's all i have time for.. 'til next time..
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
hi.. i don't really know what to say here (lols).. er, well.. hi, i guess.. and welcome to my blog.. i made this entire blog just to try out what the other freaking duschbags were talking about.. so, i hope you all will enjoy reading/ commenting my blog as much as i had enjoyed constructing it for you.. cheers!!
